Blacktail Deer Plateau you tell me whats next

 

Catori took a deep breath and smelled in the chill - it was like home, but unlike it entirely, given that Catori would lack the bitter bite of the chill from the sea itself. It was like a kiss from the seas, cold, commanding, and she longed for it. Catori crept along the Plateau in the early evening and tried to skirt anyone. She had a plan. A mission of sorts. Which really only came into fruition when she'd caught the scent of the Alpha. Playfully Catori darted across a recent path, rubbing herself against a few trees until she'd established a little trail of her own. 

Away from the rest of everyone to a little thicket she'd taken up as her own, Catori had made a small haven. She'd lined the area with the skins from her kills and had made it as comfortable as she possibly could. Everything about it seemed cozy, and she yawned as she stretched out and laid down - just hoping that maybe @Grayday might be enticed to come find her.